Found: The perfect summer bra (even for me)

Found: The perfect summer bra (even for me)

The last time I saw my plastic surgeon, I was told I could (FINALLY!) stop wearing a sports bra 24/7, as long as I wore something “supportive” in its place. I never planned on buying new bras for the few months between my mastectomy and expander/implant exchange, since I have no way of knowing if they’ll fit after surgery #2—I woke up one day and thought it would be kind of nice to wear something pretty to feel just a little bit better about my temporary, wonky-looking situation.

Obviously an underwire wasn’t an option (and thank G-d I’ll never have to wear one EVER again) so that narrowed down the options. Then I remembered I had an amazing Negative Underwear bralette from a few years ago that actually survived my pre-mastectomy bra-drawer purge. Even better, I knew I was a size 1, so there was no need to deal with figuring out my band or cup size—or ordering multiple sizes to find the right fit.

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I ultimately decided on the Sieve Non-Wire Bra because it was described as offering great shape (although my current situation requires a bra that molds to me) and “surprising support.” The fabric is a soft, substantial, not-too-stretchy mesh, and its breathability makes it perfect for the hot, humid Florida summer. And as someone who’s never been into overly-femme, lacy underpinnings the style is so me.

With so many color options (with matching panties that I have yet to try), it was hard to decide—but I went with a three-pack so the choice was made for me. But alas, after placing my order, customer service reached out to apologize the “Buff” was sold out in my size, so I went with the “Slate” (which made me even happier about my purchase).

Buying these bras was the best move I could have made to get through the summer from a comfort standpoint and for feeling as positive as possible about my post-mastectomy/pre-implant appearance. I almost can’t believe that my second surgery is a month from tomorrow, so the countdown is on—and fingers crossed I’ll be able to wear these bras once this whole ordeal is over, and for years to come.

Camp Beverly Hills is back!

Camp Beverly Hills is back!

I'm ready to pucker up again!

I'm ready to pucker up again!